So blueberry picking at the end of the first week of September might not be the best idea, but with Kine Marie and Ranveig we headed for the steep hill behind the stables to see if we would find our happiness there. After two weeks of intense training we felt the need for some good powerful vitamins and antioxidants from the mountains. Equipped with random boxes and bags - off we went.

We first had to stop by the stables where 3/4 of the school spends their days. Fjords everywhere, their light creamy colour, kind eyes and soft muzzle. Nordfjordeid is the home of the Fjord horse, you see them everywhere, in the streets on the fields… This weekend I will be taking care of my flatmate's horse while she is going home for 3 days. I can't wait to ride up to the top of the beautiful mountains surrounding the village.

Well back to Saturday. What was meant to be a nice meditative listen to the sounds of the forest turned into a real hunt - blueberry hunting! On the toes we sneaked silent through fallen down trees, grass, spider webs and moss keeping our eyes open for any lonely blueberry still clinging to the branches. It took a lot of smart thinking, good eyes and speed to get them all. So far into the season they tend to be very experienced in the art of avoiding blueberry hunters. It is a real fairy tale forest with monsters and elves. Up towards the top a path on rocks turns and twists. It looks like nature made stairs. The hunt looked dark in the beginning but we finally had almost one litre of blueberries in the milk carton. I think we had taken every single blueberry in the whole forest. Happy and satisfied we went home meeting a flock of sheep on the way down. We carefully closed the gate behind us.

Walking back we went past some of the houses typical for the town. Painted in light colours with big gardens where apples, plums and red current now can be found. They are so sweet. The place is a real 'greetings from Norway'-postcard. We're in the end of a fjord where islands and mountains stop us from seeing all the way out to the ocean. The water is so clean, kind of turquoise. And I took a swim in it, 8 days ago! In the opposite direction the valley continues with big mountains on each side, some covered with green forest, some bare and some even have snow on the tops. It's a special thing eating apples from a tree while seeing the white cold frozen water so near. The small town is really calm and clean. People are friendly in a distant kind of way and they have the most beautiful dialect. Next weekend is our first weekend off since the school started and we will be going to Norway's most beautiful beach, about one hour's drive from here.

That's news for now from circus school in Norway. The circus room is becoming my life as I explore acrobatics, trapeze, juggling with rings, wearing masks, stage nerves and so on. Next time it will all be about how to balance on your hands instead of blueberries.

I hope you are all well and safe and that you feel life's moving, and moving you.

Love

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